Kaden Creates at the Studio

Ten year old Kaden spent an afternoon with me two weeks ago as part of a year-end project for his 4th grade class.  He created an artwork obviously influenced by my current series but I welcomed and encouraged his ideas.  I was impressed with his intent and appreciated the reasons he offered for the various choices he made.

“My parents would NEVER let me use sharp tools like these!” Kaden said over and over (his mom told me later she counted his fingers).  I have learned when confidence is projected people (and children) most often embrace it and surprise themselves.  Being calm helps.  Mistakes?  All of art making (and life) includes mistakes.  A cabinet maker friend told me years ago that it is not the mistake so much as how you fix the mistake.”

Moments shared with young people in my studio are one of the many gifts of my profession – a treasure and a treat!

The Calm Before the Storm

mini reliquaries Immediately after I finished carving the new mini-reliquaries I cleaned the studio.  The photo was taken before I left for Texas to visit TD Kelsey last month.  Cleaning and clearing is an important step between stages in a project.  The last weeks have been a fury of creativity – too focused to share.  Starting a whole new series is as engaging as the intimate journey with a new lover.  Precious.  Scary.  Exciting.

Intensely engaging.

I have been sequestered daily with the new work (for many weeks now) and am just beginning to be at a place where I can begin to share…

"Sojourn" is going to the Bozeman Yellowstone International Airport...!

The Bozeman Yellowstone International Airport Board of Directors unanimously selected my bison bench titled “Sojourn” to be placed permanently in the airport.  The life-size bench was originally carved in black walnut before being cast in a limited edition of 5 bronzes.  Two of the sculptures, plus the original woodcarving are in private collections outside the state and one sculpture was purchased for a museum in Arizona.  The bison bench is a wonderful public sculpture – made extra popular since it is a bench - offering an invitation to react with the sculpture.  People sit, touch and pose for photos – creating a truly memorable experience and an inviting first impression of Bozeman and Montana for first-time travelers. Sojourn and Tony

As the first female artist selected to place art permanently at the airport, I feel honored.  When I entered Mrs. Orr's kindergarten class at Longfellow School in Bozeman more-then-many-moons-ago, I had plans to be an artist.  What an opportunity to have a sculpture inspired by an experience in Yellowstone National Park and created locally actually be placed here - since all of my major pieces have gone to collections outside Montana.  The sculpture was particularly labor-intensive to cast but they have captured every chisel mark and even the beauty of the wood grain.  The sculpture is ready to install.  The Danforth in Livingston is the Fiscal Sponsor for the Bison Bench project.  The benefit is two-fold since support for my project at the airport will also help support Park County Friends of the Arts in Livingston, a 501 (c)(3) organization.  PCFA (Danforth)  will receive a percentage of the funds processed through the organization to help their mission.  PCFA's mission is "to nurture the creation and awareness of art by providing opportunities for contemporary artists and by offering innovative outreach programs, so that our community—especially our youth—can realize the importance of art in their lives."   The Gallatin Yellowstone International Airport is the most popular airport in Montana.  A bronze plaque will be placed near the piece with the opportunity to script whatever the donors/patrons wish.  Only a few donor slots remain (contact me if you would like to know more).

artist visit: td kelsey

I woke this morning to a few inches of fresh snow - a startling difference from the dry scratchy Texas landscape I left behind one week ago today.  I was too busy just being in the moment at TD Kelsey's ranch to update my blog.  I hit the ground running with the mini reliquary project in my studio upon my return.  Inspired with the new work; a whole week passed by in a blink. The visit with prolific adventurous sweet-souled artist TD Kelsey was a treat.  Fueled by a cup of tea and vivid memories I sat down for a bit this morning to write about the trip.  But the writing - well - it isn't "blog worthy" yet (such a story to tell).  But here are a few photos:

skiing with ben (in the eaglemount program)

I want to share a photo of my favorite ski buddy this year. Ben is an 11-year-old Developmentally Disabled little "pro" skier who instantly let me know that skiing was his favorite thing in his "whole life."  The first day of the eight-week volunteer program, I helped Ben find a silver helmet that seemed so wonderfully "superhero" compared to his thick wire-rimmed glasses and tiny little face. Ben and I decorated our helmets the last day together

Ben easily and naturally slipped his gloved hand into mine within a minute of meeting - a surprise (I'm grinning right now just thinking of the warm fuzzies).  He held my hand often when loading and unloading the chair but assured me he REALLY knew what he was doing when it came to skiing.  Ben's main preoccupation was SPEED and making sure everyone saw him go fast.  He would yell up at the peeps on the chairlift.  He would yell to the sky and trees and he'd yell just for the hell of it from pure happiness while constantly asking me, "How fast was I?!  How fast was I?"  I assured him that his speed matched his silver bullet helmet.  He said my skis were the "BEST skis EVER!!! - which tickled me since they are an old used pair without all the beautiful fine fun graphics of trendy skis but then he told another fella we sat with on the quad lift that HIS skis were the BEST skis EVER!!!  So it went with many things being the BEST EVER in his life.  One lift ride, Ben rattled off 3-4 things he was thankful for so I kept him going, both of us thinking of things we were thankful for all the way to the top of the lift.  We repeatedly found our “favorite things” each day we skied together.  He said he wasn't very strong yet but that he did have "little muscles and they were going to grow into BIG muscles."  I asked him what he planned to eat to make his muscles grow and he said without hesitating, "BROCCOLI."   We always danced to the liftee's music while waiting for the chair and sometimes sang while riding the chair.

I assured Ben that when superheroes in silver helmets ski really fast they are like silver bullets and you can't see them which put a stuck-on-forever grin onto his face and eased the consternation he felt that no one seemed to see how fast he could snow-plow down the slope.  I had a blast sharing some magical moments this winter with that sparkle soul Ben.

For more information (or to support) the Eaglemount Program visit their website.

welcome to my (itchy) world

Sawdust is part of my life.  Some days are dustier than others depending on the tool, the project and the sawdust fairies.  Last weekend I posted this quote on Facebook: “Dancing in the sawdust - between concentrated rounds with dueling routers I find myself shaking loose with goofy moves and a grin beneath my dusk mask.” The photo was taken a few days later (and that isn’t router sawdust)

sawdusty selfie

artists collaborating for charity

The artist Parks Reece and I joined efforts in a live painting event for the Livingston Rotary Club last month.  We each had a large canvas and worked together for three hours painting in a live performance during the Valentine's evening banquet.  We spun each other around every now and then and painted on each others' canvases - so each piece was predominantly by one artist but with some flair and inspiration from the other.  Each painting was signed by both of us and auctioned off that evening raising more than $4,000 for their charitable work in my little town of Livingston.
 

six weeks of illness

My first round of illness began early in February.  Unfortunately I kept relapsing.  First the crud turned to a severe sinus infection, which I was taking antibiotics for while participating at the Quick CrudDraw during the big annual auction weekend at the Billings Art Museum.  The following week I felt better for two days during which I returned to my regular schedule of working out for the first time in three weeks (full of gratitude to be on my feet again).  Alas the crud spun itself full force, again.  The illness became more acute after I just couldn't resist skiing my last volunteer day with sweet little Ben (a developmentally disable bright light soul) in the Eaglemount program.  Ben was so happy to see me since I had missed our previous two weeks together.  My time with him was pure joy topped with warm fuzzes - but I have never been more wet while skiing than that day.  I spent the afternoon sopping wet in the dentist chair replacing a broken crown and running a few much needed errands for my mom since being cooped up sick had made it hard to stay on top of her care.  I dosed myself with everything in my knowledge to boost my immune system but my chronic insomnia does sometimes make it hard to heal.  Last week I rallied to take my nieces ice climbing while they were visiting for spring break even though my body didn’t want to leave bed.  I can say I don’t regret that special day shared on the ice with those two bright beams of beauty and enthusiasm.  The weather was stunning, the opportunity rare and the memories a treasure but the acute bronchitis was a bummer.  Another round of antibiotics and a very strict regimen prescribed by a Naturopath has me on the mend.  Cautious.  My nature is to MOVE.  My idea of taking it easy isn’t exactly “the norm” but after six weeks of poor health I am humbled and actually frightened of over-doing it.  I am itching to get back into the studio while slowly trying to catch up a bit with the desk part of life.  Stressed by the lack of moola but encouraged by new vision and the insight that comes when life puts us in uncomfortable places,  I am tip-toeing my way back…

quick draw artist at the yellowstone art museum auction

photo by Larry Mayer of the Billings Gazette (2nd time I've been featured in that paper in 2 weeks) Over 800 artists submitted to the Yellowstone Art Museum auction this year.  I haven’t participated in eleven years so I must say it felt like a bit of an honor to be both included with 56 other artists in the live auction.  I was also asked to participate with a few artists in the Quick Draw event.  But just what could I create in 60 minutes?  Yes – I can draw.  Yes – I can paint.  But I wanted to relate my quick draw piece to the reliquary sculpture in the live auction.  Just last month I explored some of the energy and ideas behind the big sculptures in a small piece for the “Trophy Art” fundraiser for the National Museum of Wildlife Art.  I decided to continue my exploration by hand carving a frame for the quick draw and then completing the piece by painting during the 60 minutes allowed at the event.  I had the intention to experiment with paint and materials in February before the March 1 auction but that intent was gobbled up by a few weeks dealing with the crud where I was too sick to be in the studio.  I ended up pulling a twelve-hour day in the studio to create the frame (while under the influence of antibiotics and cold medicine).  Momma Nature was in a blizzard mood with temps double digits below zero when I packed my truck with art supplies.

The finished piece - a mixed media painting in a carved frame (I made the frame before the event)

Zaydee and I took off in the storm with poor and sometimes totally zero visibility to drive on roads declared “emergency use only” but we got to Billings.  One semi knocked over a telephone pole when it rolled off the road, another blocked both lanes for a few hours when it jack-knifed on the interstate.  Just as I turned off the exit into downtown Billings, a truck the same size as mine knocked over a giant street lamp.  Luckily dear friends had opened their cozy art-filled home (while they were out of town) so Zaydee had a warm place to hang and we had a comfortable place to stay.

I gussied up for the big event, pulled on an apron and proceeded to totally “wing it” at the Quick Draw.  I painted, drilled, glued and created under-the-gun during the 60 minute event with a combination of totally new materials in front of an enthusiastic and friendly audience.  Good energy and plenty of interruptions as folks stopped to chat - it was certainly challenging.  The memory of the event from the safe side of having it completed makes me believe it was fun.  I would have liked to chatted with peeps more and it might have been nice to have a familiar formula or plenty of practice or something but all-in-all if you know me, you know I like challenges and the opportunity to try new things but I must say, "Phew!"

Despite being on antibiotics and trying desperately to regain my pre-crud super healthy self, I did let Troy Evans buy me a drink with whiskey after completing the art piece and before I had to walk on stage holding the art like Vanna White while the auctioneer did his thing.

The good news is – the auction had its best attendance in over eleven years despite the frigid temps.  The quick draw piece not only raised money for the museum but it spurred a whole new realm of creative possibilities which I cheerfully thought about while driving home from Billings the following day.  The roads were icy from the storm but visibility was super compared to the blizzard.  Ditches were dotted with carnage of vehicles and semis but the sky was blue, the sun was shining and my creative gears were turning.  Oh - and the Billings Gazette featured a photo of me in the article about the auction.  Sweet.

reliquary sculptures installed at Billings Clinic as healing art

Two weeks ago during a lovely (and lucky) window in the weather, we installed the recent reliquary sculpture series in the beautiful grand lobby of the Billings Clinic.  I am deeply pleased to have the sculptures in public as healing art.  The Billings Clinic has more than 750,000 patient encounters each year – and the response so far is overwhelmingly positive.  I will share more photos and thoughts about this growing dream for my work soon… Photo taken by Larry Mayer of the Billings Gazette

sparks on valentine's day

I have been battling this season’s round of the crud.  Couched for most of the last 10 days, I have only left the mountain once (to see the doctor).  I am itching for outdoor adventure but the last few days I have been squeezing in as much studio time as my body will allow.  Actually despite my headache and the fact that both eyeballs feel like they are trying to squeeze themselves down into the backside of my nostrils, I ended up spending twelve hours in the studio today (but that is only because I have a deadline). Phew.

But we have some catching up to do from projects/activities that happened just before the crud germs decided to party in my body.  Let's start with how I spent Valentine's Day.  I am too tuckered to write so I will share a photo.  Much more happened Valentine's evening but I will share those photos in the next post after getting a much needed good night's sleep!

Prepping steel bases for Reliquary Installation